Music Monday: We don’t see family often enough as time passes in “the wink of an eye” – Jackson Browne and The Pretender

Posted By on December 23, 2019

Pre-posting this Music Monday post a bit early since Brenda’s sister and her family will be visiting on their way to Cleveland from Atlanta. We always look forward to seeing Ann and Gary with their two girls Jessica and Sarah;ThePretender_JacksonBrowne it give us a chance to catch up on their life (Brenda grills the girls on their dating -  always fun … almost as if the girls enjoy it?). Time passes in “the wink of an eye.”

As for the music, I was going to include something with a bit more Christmas or holiday flavor, but since Gary will be here, it reminded me of just how much he enjoyed my streaming Pandora back in 2006 when music genome streaming was cutting edge and still relatively new. Gary happened to be listening to my 1970’s flavored Pandora station and he continued to comment with excitement as each song memory was triggered. I know the feeling.

So … with that, I’ll keep to the 1970’s theme and work on finishing the year strong with The Pretender from a personal favorite, Jackson Browne again. Enjoy … I know Gary and I will.
Smile

Jackson Browne | The Pretender1976

"The Pretender"

I’m going to rent myself a house
In the shade of the freeway
I’m going to pack my lunch in the morning
And go to work each day
And when the evening rolls around
I’ll go on home and lay my body down
And when the morning light comes streaming in
I’ll get up and do it again
Amen
Say it again
Amen

I want to know what became of the changes
We waited for love to bring
Were they only the fitful dreams
Of some greater awakening
I’ve been aware of the time going by
They say in the end it’s the wink of an eye
And when the morning light comes streaming in
You’ll get up and do it again
Amen

Caught between the longing for love
And the struggle for the legal tender
Where the sirens sing and the church bells ring
And the junk man pounds his fender
Where the veterans dream of the fight
Fast asleep at the traffic light
And the children solemnly wait
For the ice cream vendor
Out into the cool of the evening
Strolls the Pretender
He knows that all his hopes and dreams
Begin and end there

Ah the laughter of the lovers
As they run through the night
Leaving nothing for the others
But to choose off and fight
And tear at the world with all their might
While the ships bearing their dreams
Sail out of sight

I’m going to find myself a girl
Who can show me what laughter means
And we’ll fill in the missing colors
In each other’s paint-by-number dreams
And then we’ll put our dark glasses on
And we’ll make love until our strength is gone
And when the morning light comes streaming in
We’ll get up and do it again
Get it up again

I’m going to be a happy idiot
And struggle for the legal tender
Where the ads take aim and lay their claim
To the heart and the soul of the spender
And believe in whatever may lie
In those things that money can buy
Though true love could have been a contender
Are you there?
Say a prayer for the Pretender
Who started out so young and strong
Only to surrender

Comments

Desultory - des-uhl-tawr-ee, -tohr-ee

  1. lacking in consistency, constancy, or visible order, disconnected; fitful: desultory conversation.
  2. digressing from or unconnected with the main subject; random: a desultory remark.
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